Monday, February 9, 2009

Your Coquettish Supposition Comments

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The wind curls the hair of the girl who he loves,
Verbatim- Sometimes he come leaping like a tiger from
The poem above the great Atlantic Basin,
Knocking into sturdy walls of coquina: I am so sad,
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Robert Rorabeck
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